There was never a daughter of Eve but once, ere the tale of her
years be done,
Shall know the scent of the Eden Rose, but once beneath the sun;
Though the years may bring her joy or pain, fame, sorrow or
sacrifice,
The hour that brought her the scent of the Rose, she lived it in
Paradise.
- The Eden Rose,
quoted by Kipling in "Mrs. Hauksbee Sits it Out", published anonymously in St. Louis "Globe-Democrat", July 13, 1878
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